That Special Someone That Special Someone You know how there are just some people in the world that make you feel special' Well, I certainly know one of them! This particular person is gracious, kind, and sweet. It is a person that cares for me, protects me, and loves me abundantly. If you ever encountered her in life you would be able to recognize her as being 5’7” in height and ha

Thanksgiving Homecoming: Traditions and Surprises Hustle and bustle fills the air, leaves begin to change to autumn-like colors; the cold, brisk air is a sign that summer has turned its back and winter looms in the distance. Inside the warm, candle-lit house an energetic family labors in the aromatic kitchen. Metal pots clang, boiling water hisses; the sounds of the season have arr

The Bell The Bell. Thursday I came to school, as I always have, to get my daily dose of information since in the T-days, (as The University of Houston’s vernacular would describe them), I get most of my education. Since in those days I take fourteen of my the eighteen hours, well that day I came to English class, as every other day, being the last one, one would expect not to

The Best Thing 6:02 a.m., Saturday morning. It’s early but my eyes crack open slightly and I roll underneath my covers. I stretch my arms and legs, making loud groans as my body twists and turns. Half awake, my legs drag me to the window and I pull up the shades. Blinded by the morning light, my fingers feel for the window locks and unlock them. As I pull open the window the cold, wi

The Boat To Freedom The boat quietly departs in the ghostly darkness of the late October night, 1989 hoping to reach the Thailand Gulf. On board are over one-hundred Vietnamese people of all ages, some dispirited, but most happy, and brimming with hope that they will reach the promised land. This intensive escape leaves them vulnerable, and the challenges they encounter are enormous; h

The Bull And Bear Market The Bear and the Bull Physicaly my dogs are as different as night and day. Bear is a golden retrever and molly is a mixed black lab rotwiler. Molly has beautifulshort black fur with a snow white strip from under here jaw down to her lower torso. Bear has courser hair whitch is golden brown with the exception of his face and paws which has turned white over

The Bus The Bus I have this friend named Ted. Ted has an old school bus all spray-painted and beat up looking. This in and of itself is not that big a matter. What makes this bus different is he attached the top half of a Volkswagon van on top of the bus. This bus has been around for around fifteen years or so and has looked about the same if not worse the whole time. See, Ted u

The Day My Life Changed The Day My Life Changed I stepped through the door to my grandmother and grandfather's home without even a knock. My grandpa looked up from the television he was watching, from his cozy comer chair. He had a head of snowy white hair gleaming in the room. Over his broad body, hung a navy blue dress shirt and a fuzzy cardigan sweater. He wore slacks, held up a

The Enemy As I shared with my soul mate, the warmth and the romantic glow of the sturdy marbled fireplace, inhaling and luxuriate towards the pleasant scent discharged from her exquisite body, I vaguely recall the ironic story of how love developed between us. The story of a young male lawyer discovering his true love with his sworn enemy. It began at a café; “Starbucks” located in the

The Fight The Fight To play lacrosse for a middle school team was a true passion when I was in elementary school. In my mind, lacrosse was the center of everything. It was my fun, and it was always on my mind. To play on a middle school lacrosse team, however, I had to be in middle school. This rule made me furious when I was in fifth grade: my last year in elementary school.

The Great Looking back on the beginning of my sophomore year at Teurlings Catholic High school in Lafayette, I experienced one of the most changing events that have ever happen to me thus far. I became very close to this girl, Ashley, in one of my classes. At first, it seemed like we both came from the same side of the street, since we had so much in common. One thing that was similar

An Event An Event That Changed My Life “Oh, my God! What happened' I’m in so much pain. Mom answer me! Where’s Craig, is he okay' How come you’re not answering me' Hello! Where is my boyfriend' Somebody please tell me what has happened.” “Craig is in surgery, things are not looking so good for him.” Those words still linger through my mind whenever I drive down stable roa

The Hawk The Hawk The field grass was a tall, with broken, and dry strands, so dry and flimsy that it would rustle in the wind. Yellowish with a brown tint made the field look like it went on forever. Mello Yellow, the sky looked that day with high clouds in front of a gleaming sun. With trees scarcely scattered about with very few leaves on them, like as if everything was about to d

The High School Clique The High School Clique High School, it is where you will meet a variety of people. It is one of your first exposures to what you think the world is going to be like. In high school, you have your “in crowd”, your “freaks”, and of course your “nerds”. Pretty much everyone fit into one of these categories, well unless you were just there. Maybe, you were one of

An Unexpected Arrival An Unexpected Arrival John lived in a peaceful town called Southquay. It was just another every-day coastal town in Southwest England with the smell of freshly cut grass and the sound of birds humming in the lush countryside. But every year, on the 10th of April the town has it’s own rally driving competition. This rally brought many people from around Britain an

The Most Embarasing Moment The most embarrassing moment in my life happened in the restaurant one decade ago. I promised to four of my good friends that I will treat them with nice dinner in the best restaurant in the city if I get the promotion I was expecting. When that long awaited moment finally arrived, we all gathered on the warm summer Saturday night at the “Vesuvio”, Italian res

The Reflection The Reflection From nativity to maturity we live with the misconception that perception is reality. What others perceive us to be is, in effect, what we are to them. The optimist calls it a mask and the pessimist calls it deception. Regardless of how we label it, each of us has presented ourselves either directly or indirectly as something other than who or what we re

The Return Around five years ago, I was a total basketball fanatic. I would watch every Bulls’ game on television. I loved watching Michael Jordan play. He was the best. There was no other player like him. Naturally, there was another thing that I liked a lot. I also loved basketball shoes. I loved the way they looked. I loved the way they felt and I loved the way the smelled. E

The Roof The Roof It was the summer of 2000 and my friends and I were skateboarding at my high school. The sun was hot as hell and we were sweating like crazy. I doubt there was even a cloud in the sky. It was so hot that we couldn't even skate, so we decided that we would wonder around the school and look for things to do. Being a skateboarder really changes how you look at everyday

The Winter The winter day, as if to mourn the death of summer, was gray and sullen. The trees, once gay in their multicolored autumn coats, stood barren, as grotesque, twisted forms, stark against the ashen sky, and the last flowers of summer hung their heads in limp resignation, the frost having long since stolen their wills to live. Brown, brittle mats, that cracked and crunched with

Third Floor The Third-Floor Bedroom The third floor room of the cabin was glowing with laughter and the radiance of young boys, playing with their new Christmas presents. The morning was fresh, and yet the kids had been up for hours, playing and giggling and drinking hot cocoa. Today was the big day for us all, the day that we got a whole bunch of new toys to play with. They were als

Tounment My stomach was turning, because I was very excited. The first day of my recreational soccer team’s first out of town tournament. The day was sunny, hot, and stirring with commotion. The Bandits were going to play some soccer. Saturday morning everyone on my soccer team met in the lobby of the Marriott in Beaumont. We piled into cars and headed to the soccer fields

Utopia Utopia: A Wonderful Place A utopia is defined as a vision of an ideal place. My utopia is not a “perfect place,” by that I mean it’s not a land where everything is perfect and nothing goes wrong. It is, in fact, different from the world we live in presently. There are several topics in which I chose to discuss. For example, the land that we live on is very similar to the pl

Vietnam The past few months have been very hard on me. I have just been trying to hold on. I don’t know if I can. I have seen some things that I should have never seen. I have been through a lot in such a short time. I have gotten a life time of stories in just a few years. It all started when I took that photograph class back in High school. They said I had a natural gift and the

Useless Facts “Any Class, Any Day, Any Subject” As I looked into my classroom I saw “mindless students in perfect rows bombarded by useless facts.” As usual I was late because I needed books for the next class, but there was not enough time to get to my locker. (Compound Complex) I walk in to class and my teacher just gives me a nasty look because we have had this conversation why I am

War On Terror: An Up Hill Battle' How does one expect to win a war on terrorism' Fighting terrorists is like fighting drug cartels. The terrorists have the advantage. They are small and maneuverable unlike the US, which is large and sluggish. We have so many rules and procedures for fighting wars by the time we are prepared to strike our intelligence will be obsolete. Our organizati

September 11, 2001 The economy is sure to teeter over the brink into recession with the events of September 11, 2001, making my employment search an even greater task. Since my separation from my former employer Flagstaff Steel, Inc. in May, the Executive Administrative Assistant opportunities in the Dallas/Fort Worth Metroplex have been few and far between. According to the temporary

World Trade Center And so… it has started… “What'” you will ask. Well, it depends. It depends on the way you look at the world you live in. It depends on how you understand it. It depends on whether you are religious or not. It also depends on whether you are willing to open your eyes to try and see what is happening to the human race in its latest, and, as some predict, last chapt

2003 SVT Mustang Cobra Vs. 2002 Chevrolet Camaro SS 2003 Ford SVT Cobra vs. 2002 Chevrolet Camaro SS Harvard versus Yale is fine if your notion of a great American rivalry is rooted in stick-and-ball stuff. However, if you are a car person, it just does not get any more all-American than Camaro vs. Mustang. On street, strip, or road circuit, this has been a renewable competitive resou

A Child Called It A Child Called “It” By: David Pelzer I chose the book, The Child Called “It” because one of my friends told me about the book. The whole story line caught my attention. I was amazed at what was going on in this boy’s life. This book, a true story, is very emotional. The title relates to the book because his mother calls the boy, David Pelzer, “It”. She does no